An Unexpected Guest: Part Two

Aila was turned around, facing away from the mansion; she inhaled sharply at the man standing before her. A man she longed to kill. His eyes trailed the length of her, making her skin crawl, lastly landing on her eyes with a smirk crawling up his cruel face. He stepped forwards then halted, eying Finn and sighing, "Why have you not killed him yet? Must I do everything myself?"

"She is too strong. If we kill him, that's our leverage- ugh!"

Aila whipped her head to the side; the man held his hands against his throat, blood seeping down his neck and across his fingers. He fell to the ground gasping for air. The other men and women surrounding them suddenly dropped to the ground; their throats also ripped apart and started to bleed out onto the floor. Aila felt the knife against her throat relax then fall to the ground.